Luyện nghe bài hát My Garden

My is surrounded on all sides
By iron, you can scale it if you try
Cause there's an oak tree sturdy limbs
That you can and lower yourself in

And my garden is a little over
Cause been years since last the grass was mown
And the thistles they come up past your ears
All my and fears

And my garden isn't doing so well days
All my all wither and decay
And my flowers are wilted dying
And those thistles are the king

And I slipped under the full
And I saw the end soon

And my garden is the one I've got
And I'm of sitting and watching it rot
I can't sit and pray for rain
To fall and deliver me from pain